My Love, My Saint (Patreon)

You confidently walked through the marble gallery of saint Freyer Cathedral 

Purple carpets lined the prestine floor 

The saint herself had summoned you to her personal quarters 

You had been enjoying a high rank within the churches order for a few years now and had interacted with saint clair a handful of times 

You liked to think that you two were on good terms 

So there was no worry within you 

You simply hoped that your cloths were as orderly as possible 

Afterall you loved your prestine uniform 

A beautiful black and red mantle with golden insignias showing off your rank 

Heavy leather boots 

You adjusted your pilgrims hat and smiled you stopped infront of the door of her room and gently knocked 

Then the door opened and a guard invited you inside 

The room was decorated with many red colors and golden banners 

A large flat screen TV was haning above a beautiful fireplace

A four poster bed with golden curtans was placed right in the middle it looked uneblivably inviting 

The saint herself was sitting at a small coffee table infront of the fire place 

Her eyes fixated on you a warm smile on her face 

“Lord inquisitor welcome” she pointed at the chair infront of her

“please sit I have a few things I would like to discuss with you” 

With a raceing heart you sat down 

Saint clair was wearing luxurious black habit 

Without its veil

Showing off her perfect blond hair and face 

Despite her being 50 years old she still looked younger then most university students 

Which had to do with her defect or how the rest of the qorld called it 

Quirk

It was called “Our Lady of the Silent sorrow” which was a mouthful originaly it was just called archangel but the church decided to give it a more important sounding name for the media it allowed her to bring people from the brink of death through a simple touch 

Her blood could cleanse liquids of any impurities and her tears had envigorateing effects giving anyone who drank them an energy boost to perform beyond their own limits 

It kept her younge and most likely would prolong her life for a very long time 

Like many men of the church you secretly desired her 

Her beuty unmatched 

And her personality 

Kind and understanding was only barely hiding her childish and innocent nature 

“it has been 20 years has it not?” she asked kicking you out of your thoughts

“eh… what?” 

Dammit start thinking straight 

Your heart jumped but the woman infront of you just chuckled

“20 years Inquisitor … since this country was safed” 

Germany had huge problems when quirks first made themselfes known 

People were afraid and politicians diddnt know what to do 

Leading to riots and many arrests and deaths 

Not to mention violent prison breaks and an attempted genocide of any people with a visible defect which was now called “Mutation Quirk” 

“yes my lady … you safed this country from ruin”

Once again she chuckled

“oh my … I diddnt really do that much I just used my defect to help as many people as possible” 

You shrugged in a vain attempt to lighten the mood

“you did more than that you found the right words and made just the right choices getting this country into a new era of prosperity plus” you smiled

“We are the leading manifactuere of security equipment weapons and vehicles now” 

“and yet” she paused

“despite the church declareing me a saint … politicans comeing to me for guidance and a cathedral filled with guards and staff I have been feeling rather lonely” 

Hearing her somber tone felt like a shower of ice washing over you 

“its understandable” you said 

“despite all the glory you are still a person” 

Her eyes turned soft upon hearing that 

“I wish to spend a day with you inquisitor” 

She said suddenly and you gasped in surprise

“What?” 

A smile returned to her face

“I trust you inquisitor I know you for a while now despite our spars interactions you enjoy a very high rank with many responsibilities” 

She wasn’t lying 

The Church allowed only three Lords to exsist at any time 

Your job was to go through documents upon documents 

Judgeing prisoners their quirks and their crimes 

If a quirk was in the hand of a criminal who was beyond redemption 

It was you who was to sign the document that would send them to their deaths by execution 

This was the ugly side of all the beuty and prosperity 

For a country to be safe these days certain people or villains as they were called by pretty much everyone had to be removed 

Both from society and the gene pool

You yourself had killed many in the name of safty 

Your own quirk “The Witches Test” allowed you to dorwn people on their own bodily fluids 

All you needed to do was murmer a prayer while gently pressing your fingers on a persons forhead 

And through your determination and efficiency and willingness you had reached the postion you were now in 

“what do you have in mind my lady?” 

She looked at the ceiling in thought 

“dine with me and come up with something enjoyable for us to do outside of st.freyers walls” 

St.clair then looked you up and down 

“and wear civilian clothing we don’t want people to bug us” 

You raised an eyebrow

and through sheer accident you thought out loud 

“this sounds like a date” only after you heard your own chuckle you realized you had actually said it 

You blushed in embaressment

But she just tilted her head 

“yes yes it does because it is” 

For a moment it felt like the ceiling had collapsed on you 

You couldnt think 

she sighed happily 

“maybe asking you for such a thing so suddenly is a bit strange”

Her voice pulled out of your slump and you quickly replied

“No I would love to my saint” 

She clapped her hands enthusiastically 

“Well then lets see how creative you are I will excpect you at the entrance hall in 2 hours” 

The time seemed to have passed in a heart beat 

You were waiting in the modest looking entry hall of st freyas 

And then down the strairs she appeared 

St Claire was wearing a pair of black jeans 

And a big black hoodie with her wonderful hair pokeing out on its sides 

You gulped as you noticed the two small cloth cat ears her hood had attached on it 

She was the perfect mix of modest sexy and innocent

You yourself had retreated into your personal quarters and threw on a decently looking white shirt that showed of your muscles and black jeans 

Seeing her in that get up made you mind flutter with relief 

If she would have walked down those stairs in a full night-out get up you would have died of shame yet despite that

you felt out of place next to her 

You hoped that this was enough of a disguise to make you two survive the date you had quickly come up with

While you escorted her to your car the guards glanced at you with mistrust some even seemed angry 

Once you two were off she finally spoke up 

“Inquisitor I would like it if for this excoursion you refer to me by my real name” 

Real name? you thought wasn’t it Claire? 

Maybe you knew less about her then you originally thought

“s-sure my lady … what is it” you stuttered 

She giggled

“my real name is Theresa” 

Was she not trusting you with her second name

“also atleast for now im just a girl your having a nice evening with no need for special titles” she chuckled

“Mr Inquisitor” 

You gave a nervous smile and retorted

“well if there are no titles you need to stop calling me Lord inquisitor then” 

She gave you a smug grin which encouraged you enough to tell her your own name 

“it’s a nice name ill be happy to call you by that until were back at freya” 

The sudden realization that this might just be a one time thing hit you like a wall of brick 

Atleast your plan was something more then going to a restaurant 

“where are we going by the way?” 

You chuckled nervously

“The amusement park at the French german border” 

You were glad the park was only a 40 minute drive away from the cathedral 

“I haven’t been there for years” she threw bright smile at you

“lets enjoy ourselfes” she declared while turning on the radio 

A cheerful 80`s tune playing 

And you happily sighed

“Whats up” she said bluntly 

You really needed to get the holy thinking out of your head 

“n-nothing t-theresa its just” you stuttered

“its just my mom had this best of 80s CD playing on repeat in her car for about the first 12 years of my life … until she crashed the car in a river” 

“Oh did she surive” the concern in her voice made your heart flutter

“yes she did its just … that CD was gone and more or less that was my introduction to modern music” you smiled at the memory

“few years ago I ordered the same CD on the internet and gifted it to my mom … to tell you the truth she isnt really the greatest person on the planet … she just doesn’t understand meaning in certain things” 

YOU FoOL you shouted at yourself 

Did you just ruin the mood? 

Crap 

The woman next to you shifted in her seat and you risked a glance at her 

She was bobbing her head to the music

Then she looked back at you 

“sorry I thought if I make you keep talking more about your mother I might ruin the mood” 

You supressed a surprised gasp 

And simply smiled “no everything is fine” 

The rest of your journey passed quickly 

The cheerful summer tunes that were playing despite it being autumm was really something that calmed your nerves 

While also entertaining Theresa enough to not get bored by the drive 

With a relifed sigh you turned into the parkinglot of the huge amusement park 

Since it was autumm there weren’t as many people since it was off season 

And after a short on foot walk and a purchase of the rather expensive tickets you two had finally arrived

“did you know this is the biggest amusement park in Europe” 

She smiled at you

“nope” before giving you a flirtatious smile 

“then lets make lots of memories here” 

If there was a perfect date it would certainly be this one 

Theresa seemed to only like pick and choose the rides which were perfectly suited for a comfortable evening 

No scare rides 

No rollercoasters 

But she seemed to have a strange obsession with the available carnival rides 

Specifically the bumper cars and arcade games 

And she proved her agility during laser tag 

Then again it may was a little unfair that you her and two other guys were the only adults laser tagging it out 

Atleast you diddnt make any children cry with your win streak 

Which surpsied both of you 

After a few hours of chaseing the next kick of dopamine

You two found yourselfe ontop of a space themed ferris wheel 

It had come to a hold while you two were on its highest point 

A technical malfunction but this gave her time to temporarely drop her childish act and her tone became surprisingly serious

“Inquisitor” she started

“I don’t think after this we can have a professional relationship”

She looked somewhere into the distance as she kept talking and you carefully listened you felt as if saying the wrong thing right now may ruin not only this date but also your future 

“I feel myself being attracted to you” finally she could bare looking at you

“I want to call by your name and I want you to call me by mine” she paused

“once this day is over we could return to our lifes and forget this ever happened however” 

There was desperation in her eyes 

It hurt your soul seeing her like this

“I don’t want us to do that I want us to be equal” your face turned into a serious frown 

“why me” you asked 

“there are so many men that want you” you gulped 

“includeing me but sure I have high rank yet I myself am rather plain and boring … despite my serious position I enjoy things like videogames cartoons anime … granted that’s mostly to distract me from dark work”

Then she reached over and took your hands in hers 

“show me… show me your games your cartoons” 

You gave her a saddened smirk

“why me my saint” 

Her sad expression turned into a soft motherly smile

“because you are the first one to be able to talk to me like im just a normal woman … you make me … feel like a teenager again and while this very immature I feel like I need this … today was the first time in 20 years where I diddnt feel alone” 

A single tear rolled down her cheek

You gently rubbed your thumb over the back of her hand 

And with a sudden burst of cockiness you asked jokingly

“how do you think the church will react?” her smiled widened

“no” she interrupted

“The media!” she said louder 

You both started laughing loudly 

“I mean I control the church if I tell them to be fine with it they will be fine with it but the media will eat this up” 

Your heart made multiple jumps could you muster up the courage? Was it too soon? 

You felt as if you needed to say it right here and now 

“Theresa” you said while looking into her perfect blue eyes

“I love you”